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“Maybe we're just falling stars, we once danced in the same skyline looking down at the world.

And we've fallen like all others, from near and far, we've gathered together, but separated by time and space, keeping a part of that light that we've came with and spreading it in this dark world that we've chosen to live in, in order to shine some light and love around.

Maybe we've chosen to believe one truth today, and find it to be false tomorrow. Maybe we're trying to not get attached to the idea that we now know it all.

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I loved this short story written by +Paulo Coelho and wanted to share it with you.

‘Why is it that some people can resolve the most complicated problems really easily, whilst others agonize over every tiny crisis and end up drowning in a glass of water?’ I asked.
Ramesh replied by telling the following story:
‘Once upon a time, there was a man who had been the soul of kindness all his life.
When he died, everyone assumed that he would go straight to Heaven, for the only possible place for a good man like him was Paradise.
The man wasn’t particularly bothered about going to Heaven, but that was where he went.
Now in those days, service in heaven was not all that it might be.
The reception desk was extremely inefficient, and the girl who received him gave only a cursory glance through the index cards before her and when she couldn’t find the man’s name, she sent him straight to Hell.
And in Hell no one asks to check your badge or your invitation, for anyone who turns up is invited in. …

...what I don't love is seeing all the garbage people leave behind sometimes. As I'm walking my dogs I can't help noticing plastic bags, candy wrappers, an empty soda can...Pick it up! says a voice in my head...No way, gross! Why should I pick up somebody else's garbage?!
An old book from an antique store in Wisconsin, loved the cover...If it looked like this, I'd be garbage hunting all day. But it doesn't...
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Last month, my talented friend Solange from YeeLeN SpiRiT DeSiGnS hosted this awesome giveaway and guess what: I won! :) First time when I had actually won a giveaway, imagine my surprise and excitement. Look at this little treasure she sent, all these beautiful colors and textures make me so happy. And those African beads look ancient, love them! These are no ordinary beads, I feel like I have to use them for something meaningful to do them justice.
And this was not just any ordinary giveaway, it was hosted by one of my favourite artists- I've been following her work on Instagram, Pinterest, Etsy, her blog...Solange, I've been stalking you everywhere, now you know. :)) No, she didn't ask me to blog about it or anything like that, but I wanted to because...just look at her work! See what I'm talking about? Every single piece is special.
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I am entirely self-taught, always experimenting with various techniques and elements, which often lead to unconventional designs.My kindred spirits are the visionaries, the mystics and the free spirits.